CHAPTER 45 “God’s bollocks!”
The bark of pistol fire brought Bowie’s group to a halt. They had grown accustomed to the distant cannon blasts, but this new sound was closer, presenting a more imminent threat.
More shots followed, and Bowie recognized the bellow of muskets adding to the din.
“What do you make of it?” He asked Andre.
“Someone’s in one hell of a battle. And they’s not all Indians.”
Mariette pushed her buckskin up next to Bowie. “What’s happening?” There was an excited gleam in her eyes. Rather than being frightened by gunfire, she seemed almost aroused by it.
“Someone out there has Indian trouble. They may need our help.”
“Our help? I forbid it! We’re here for gold, not to fight other people’s battles.”
Bowie just stared at her.
Mariette’s lips were tight. “Just who d
